A/N Fluffiness. Pure and simple.
Side by side they walked along the sand, trouser legs rolled up to the knee, waves skimming over their bare feet. Robbie took his hand, smiling gently at his young lover. James smiled back, squeezing Robbie's hand as he did so. This cove was empty, sheltered by the sheer cliff face on three sides, with only open ocean on the fourth. With no boat in sight, there was no way they could be observed. James lived for these quiet, intimate moments with Robbie, cherished every stolen second of them. Especially when they were on a case. They were few and far between when they were working, because neither of them would tolerate anything other than professional behaviour from the other, or from themselves. They were in the public eye when they least expected it these days, but if the public eye had ever rest on this cove, it was only when it was closed. The case was done. A few more minutes and they'd have to get on the road home or CSI Innocent would eat them alive, but for now, they could just be. The silence was easy, warm and comfortable; broken only by the gentle lapping of the waves and the screaming cries of the gulls wheeling overhead. They came to a seemingly natural halt and turned, still side by side, to stare out at the calm ocean. Robbie's arms came around his waist and James allowed himself to lean into the hug, his head resting against Robbie's shoulder as his eyes sought out his lover's gaze. He turned slowly in Robbie's arms, wrapping his own arms around Robbie's waist and leaning down. The kiss was chaste, a simple, gentle brush of lips, but it was nice, and it promised more, later, at home, in the privacy of their own bedroom. James let his forehead rest against Robbie's, feeling that the pose was almost more intimate than the kiss had been.
"Twenty-nine years I've waited for you Rob."
"Yours now, bonny lad. 'til death do us part, I said." He took his left arm from around James' waist and angled it so that the gold band around his third finger caught the sunlight "I meant it yeh know. Every word."
James smiled softly, even a little dopily "Me too." The silence fell around them again, as they stared out into the blue.
"If you ever tell her I said this, I'll deny it, lad, but I've never been so grateful to anyone as I am to Innocent."
"Come again Rob?" James replied, confused.
"Well, if she'd not sent you to meet me at the airport that day, I might never have met you. I'd certainly never have stayed on the force."
"Well in that case, I'm sending Innocent an anonymous thank you note!" James replied, with a grin.
"Nah, she'd recognise yer handwriting." Robbie joked, grinning back at him. One arm still around each other's waists, they turned in unison and walked back the way they'd come. There would be more moments, that much was certain. They never knew when, or where, but they would happen, so long as they were together.
